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Taco Video (MV)




Performed By: Mak11
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Andrew McDonald




Mak11 - Taco Lyrics
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I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
I hear em talking a lot of shit
Say they chopping the rock and they popping clips
In my spot at the top got no competish
Boy your glock and your chopper gon probably miss
That's a sloppy grip motherf*cker
Yea I ain't playing with you bitches no more
Got a problem with me motherf*cker
Yea but y'ain't saying shit it's getting so old
I got more flows than a broke nose
Chilling with my bros sipping sodas we pour slow
No I'm not kicking in doors with the four four
But I'm smoking dope with your hoe on the low low
Let it be known I'm the mothaf*cking goat
They can never dethrone out here cutting all they throats
Had to put the team on now we running up the votes
Boy I'm such a phenom I'm the one that give em hope
Putting numbers on the board with these hits like I'm balling
Pull up in a spaceship no Apollo
Yup I'm coming for the dough getting rich like I'm Ralo
Funny how they change quick for the guala
That's a tough pill to swallow
I live a modern life like Rocko
Y'all be smoking pipe that's paco
Boy I got stripes like a barcode
Ima win the fight by a knockout
Jumping on a flight to Morocco
I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
Go buck on a op like I'm holding a grudge
She gon suck it with slop while I'm smoking a Dutch
I keep puffing on pot I can't roll up enough
Yeah this just a lil Wok ima pour in my cup
Only trusting the squad gotta go with my gut
I ain't f*cking with y'all know you hoping I was
Guess they must have forgot I was showing em love
Now I'm cutting em off cuz they broke and I'm
Up to the tippy top had to walk down this lil bitch
Tryna hit on my chick getting Dippin' Dots
F*cking ridiculous I gotta watch out for that shit
Ima pick up a blick if the sitch is hot
Money's the mission dog what it's all bout
Getting rich with the clique we legit but they think we not
Bust down my wrist I want water
Might drown in my drip if you slip like a ship you was sinking on
Moving quick as I think when you blink then I'm gonzo
Some pink in my drink look like ink in Moscato
You missing a link hear a clink in your throttle
Should visit a shrink he gon bring you a progno
Ain't skipping a beat I should keep me a bongo
I'm giving em heat I could be from the Congo
That bitch a lil freak told her she better swallow
Now rinse and repeat smoking weed in a Tahoe
I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
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I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
I hear em talking a lot of shit
Say they chopping the rock and they popping clips
In my spot at the top got no competish
Boy your glock and your chopper gon probably miss
That's a sloppy grip motherf*cker
Yea I ain't playing with you bitches no more
Got a problem with me motherf*cker
Yea but y'ain't saying shit it's getting so old
I got more flows than a broke nose
Chilling with my bros sipping sodas we pour slow
No I'm not kicking in doors with the four four
But I'm smoking dope with your hoe on the low low
Let it be known I'm the mothaf*cking goat
They can never dethrone out here cutting all they throats
Had to put the team on now we running up the votes
Boy I'm such a phenom I'm the one that give em hope
Putting numbers on the board with these hits like I'm balling
Pull up in a spaceship no Apollo
Yup I'm coming for the dough getting rich like I'm Ralo
Funny how they change quick for the guala
That's a tough pill to swallow
I live a modern life like Rocko
Y'all be smoking pipe that's paco
Boy I got stripes like a barcode
Ima win the fight by a knockout
Jumping on a flight to Morocco
I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
Go buck on a op like I'm holding a grudge
She gon suck it with slop while I'm smoking a Dutch
I keep puffing on pot I can't roll up enough
Yeah this just a lil Wok ima pour in my cup
Only trusting the squad gotta go with my gut
I ain't f*cking with y'all know you hoping I was
Guess they must have forgot I was showing em love
Now I'm cutting em off cuz they broke and I'm
Up to the tippy top had to walk down this lil bitch
Tryna hit on my chick getting Dippin' Dots
F*cking ridiculous I gotta watch out for that shit
Ima pick up a blick if the sitch is hot
Money's the mission dog what it's all bout
Getting rich with the clique we legit but they think we not
Bust down my wrist I want water
Might drown in my drip if you slip like a ship you was sinking on
Moving quick as I think when you blink then I'm gonzo
Some pink in my drink look like ink in Moscato
You missing a link hear a clink in your throttle
Should visit a shrink he gon bring you a progno
Ain't skipping a beat I should keep me a bongo
I'm giving em heat I could be from the Congo
That bitch a lil freak told her she better swallow
Now rinse and repeat smoking weed in a Tahoe
I hit the meat out your taco
I'm in the street like a pothole
Tryna compete with my vatos
I bring the heat make it hot out
Taking my shot, aim like a hawk
The paper don't stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get rich with the team hit the lotto
Stick to the scheme that's the motto
The difference between you and me that's a lot hoe
Yup that's a lot, up at the top
We come for the guap from the grotto
F*ck what they thought, jump out the drop
Go buck on a op fully auto
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Writer: Andrew McDonald
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